I know what my daughter is going to be when she grows up.
She's going to be a world famous baseball pitcher...I just know it! Why? Because she throws everything and usually at meal times: her cup when she is done with a drink, a bowl of applesauce if she gets tired of eating it, her food that doesn't please her palate at the moment, oh and yes...her fork if she just wants to be plan old mischeavious! That's the one that we all have to duck for or well you know..."you'll get your eye poked out if your not careful!"
Even when I'm driving now if sister girl has a cup in her hands I get the twitches because I just know she is going to chunk it at my head, causing me to have a concussioin which will lead to a head on collision in my mini-van.
Believe you me I have tried every form of punishment there is and I'm not talking all P.C. here! But she just looks down real pitiful and starts muttering "Yes, sorry...sorry...." as I talk real stern to her about hurting people and no no no and blah blah blah (I'm sure that is what she is really hearing!)
Her favorite thing to do after looking all sweet and saying sorry is going over to the person she has impailed (who if it is a brother is usually crying) and kissing them all over until they laugh! How can you stay mad at a pig tale wearing 2 foot snuf-a-luf-agus eyelashed sister girl? Tell me that huh?
Oh...and her side job will be wine glass breaking. No, not breaking with the hands but rather breaking with the voice...the high pitched screaming voice that makes your ears ring at least 10 seconds after the last sound wave has left her vocal chords. But that is for another post!
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